Mustard

You left me with your mustard coloured sweater
Said that it looked better on me
I sat on my floor tried to write you a letter
Hoping, praying you would dream about me

But now, schools got you busier
Still I fear, you'd like me skinny
I should know, that's not what's on your mind
Just my how my hands trace your neck the whole drive

Every time I bring you flowers
From my work
Wait patient for the photos
How they look
In your room

Every time I get to feeling wrong
I remember knowing I was on to something
When I held your hand
Now here's something
No one could've planned

It's not fine
To say your mine
If you take time
To take it back

I don't mind
A quiet life
While you clear your mind
If it leads you back

Take your mom's car to the water
Talk about when I was younger and angry
I stole my dad's bike just to see you
Try not to think of when I leave you for Montreal

It's not fine
To say your mine
If you take time
To take it back

I don't mind
A quiet life
While you clear your mind
If it leads you back

Every time I get to feeling wrong
I remember knowing I was on
To something
I don't mind a quiet life
Would you join me in the silence?
Nothing left to say
You and me in the silence
We could lounge around all day



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Pawliw-fry
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